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Bow and Arrow

By @Hazelina24

Through the woods, through the wind. Swift arrow passing by,

the sound is sad like a cry.

Quick and angry there again, faster faster through the wind.

Running running far away catching up as it flies.

Leave me alone leave me here,

here to die the arrow near.

It has come true my worst fear.

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